Naruto Acts Like Orochimaru Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The figure was that of a handsome man who looked to be in his early thirties with raven hair and stern obsidian eyes. He was wearing a stylish and sophisticated suit as he coldly looked at Maria, who, frightened, couldn't help but think, 'This man reminds me of a certain anime character.' The character that came to mind was associated with a popular anime about an orphaned ninja with a demon fox sealed inside of him, who dreamed of being the leader of his village one day. "It has been brought to my attention that you have broken one of this academy's sacred rules by attacking one of your fellow classmates during a training exercise." Even his voice was cold when he addressed her.

It hit his stomach with an audible slap, the cerulean veins trailing up to a painfully swollen head. Like the thirsty bitch I was, my mouth watered. This was going to be fun. “Fuck, give me a second.” He groaned as I stroked my fingers up his shaft. Every muscle along his powerful thighs was visible. It was amusing to see how much he was holding back. Poor Orion. I was far from done with him. I wanted my mate desperate and downright feral. It was the least he deserved for the way he treated me.

I fucking don’t care. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Orion’s POV “Stop running away, mate,” I furiously lashed out through the mind link as Athena acted like a spoilt brat while we raced through the deepest parts of the pack land forest.

She continues, clearly fuming. I am fuming too because why does Marcus behaviour resemble Nolan's? The only difference is…Nolan cheated but Marcus doesn't want commitment. Not like it makes him any better. "Men do suck," I agree. "Present company excluded, of course." Talia looks at me and cracks a small smile despite her tears. "Orion doesn't count," she says. "Orion is like... a unicorn. A mythical creature. He doesn't represent actual men." "He is pretty exceptional," I admit with a smile. "But he also had his moments of being an idiot. Remember when he thought I went back to Nolan and didn't immediately realize it was a setup?" I ask and we both smile.

Tears are already streaming down my face as I think of how I am ever going to get out of here. I don't know how i fit into all of this . I just look at Orion's mismatched eyes that are far from amused . He is not smiling mischievously like before . He just has a nonchalant look on his face. He looks down and looks at me again ready to say something. " I will let you think about it , "he stands up me as he pats my cheeks with a small smile . What a jerk ! I'm not thinking about anything . I would rather die and be fed to wild animals than allow myself to mate with Orion . He is deranged and sick . He thinks there is something special about my blood.

He acts mysterious sometimes, and he doesn’t carry women like trophies as Owen, who’s literally a manwhore at times. Owen was a playboy at high school then in fact, everyone labelled him as that. I can't even count how many girls this dude has disvirgined. Just looking at him disgusts me even though he is hot as hell. Orion was literally the smartest among all of them. He has this innocent look even though they all look similar and easygoing. He didn’t really bully me, but he acts like he doesn’t care. He enjoys watching me suffer and seems like a silent killer, a slow poisonous snake.

And every second that passes makes my blood boil. I can’t get Reeve out of my head. The sensation of his skin, too smooth beneath my fingers, and the faint trace of his scent haunt me again. It feels wrong, completely wrong, but I can’t deny that I— “Get it together, Alaric! Why are you letting that filthy bastard touch what’s ours?” Orin snarls in the hollow of my mind, his voice filled with an unreasonable hunger. Orin’s claws seem to rake against the walls of my consciousness, demanding to be unleashed so he can tear that lab door apart once again.

"Nonsense! We're mates, Nimue. You are my mate. This is child's play compared to what others do." While he said all this, his thumb remained on my lips. I looked hesitantly at his fingers. The truth was, I didn't even understand my feelings. But what I did know was that Umbra was almost going crazy inside me, basically begging me to give in and do all sorts of things to Jin. Fuck it, Nimue. What was the problem? Jin Kisaragi here was one of the hottest men I've ever seen. And so what if we had a little fun?

After taking a glance at Veronica and Maze, Madam Marino started, "I know they're certainly not the ideal type every girl wants, but I can definitely guarantee that they are far more better than the stereotype ideal guys that girl tend to choose," Then she aimed at Veronica, softened her eyes and voice, and said," You know... My Ori was always different when he was a child, wild kid who no longer believes in hearts-and-flowers romance, resurfaces on Bad Karma... Only Feru and Imo managed to break through the wall of pain that had built up around my Ori," Tears came to Madam Marino's withered eyes as she reminisced about the past. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her index fingers and b

Naraja glared attentively at the orb and. Naraja: “*Sigh*, Forget it Orb~ just lead the way like you’ve graciously, always~, been doing, don’t worry we’ll keep up with y’a~..” Naraja gave Orb a thumbs up with an awkward glint smile on the side to somehow make this awkward interaction proceed. Naraja, sighed again, but this time it sounded longer and more somber because of the fact it was like a talk between him and a mirror with no voice on the other side...well besides one question. Why did Orb always ask that question. Is what Naraja had thought.